My family is precious. A loving wife, who was my high school sweet heart and the only true love of my life. 28 years with her has been the most wonderful 28 years of my life. Sure a few rough patches, but that only makes us stronger.
Three sons that are the joy of my life. Each with his own set of characteristics, keeping them individual, yet with the common string of dna, proper morals and loving parents that ties them so close to each other.
A trouble maker at one point, and still bullheaded
fisherman and hunter, and beach goer,
my middle son is as proud of himself
as I am of him.
Sure he is a bit cocky, but he will go far.
A middle school honor student, avid outdoorsman, true friend to his buddies and the best uncle in the world, my youngest son has suddenly shown the true spirit and attitude of a 13 year old. He means goods but just can not help being a bit on the cantankerous side at the moment. Wanting to push me just as far as possible, yet not enough to actually get in trouble. I think he is to smart for his own good but will use that to take him to the stars.
Sure sometimes life is a train wreck. It seems as if all the bad in life meet at a central point in time and collide. But as with all catastrophes, the bad times in life are short term.
There is always a brighter side.
A blue sky filled with wonder.
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